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THE CRUISE 



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THE wave; 



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My Deae MUS.EUS : — 

I send the Cruise, but I have lost the Log — mislaid, 
perhaps, among the papers multitudinous of my profes- 
sional desk. 

Brems esse laboro longus fio. But curtail, if you 
choose, and add some more sparkle : ''the brightest wit 
can find us " — or add the Log in an appendix. 

• Yours eyer, 

RiCAEDO. 
New Yoek, Sept. 13, 1866. 



My Deae Don : — 

I shall not curtail and cannot add, but take it as I 
have found it. 

In faith I'll print it. 

MuStEUS. 
New York, Sept. 14., l^Q. 



CRLTISE OF THE WAVE. 



A LITTLE while ago there lived in the ancient city of 
Manhattan two princes, whose names were David and 
JoHTT. John was "native and to the manner born," and 
David came from the green hills of Vermont. They still 
live, and may they live forever. Both the princes were 
young, handsome, and unmarried. By their integrity, 
genius, and industry, tiiey had acquired considerable 
pecuniary means, and got the start of the majestic world. 
They built and equipped a small steam yacht, which 
was duly entered and enrolled in the squadron of the 
New York Yacht Club. During the summer months, 
it was their daily ' ' habit of an afternoon ' ' not ' ' to 
sleep within his orchard," like Hamlet's father, but, 
after the business of the da}^ was done, to stroll leisurely 
to the shore of the river with a few select friends, for 
these princes had troops of friends, embark in their 
yacht, dine on board, drink deep of pure oxygen, lightly 



of effervescing liquid carbon, and return home in the 
evening. In this manner they not only took plea- 
sure philosophically and rationally, but maintained their 
health and vigor for its continuance — "Vires acquirunt 
eundo." 

One day, Prince John, weary with the fatigues 
of business, and thinking that a longer voyage than 
usual would not onl}^ be beneficial to himself but grati- 
fying to some of his friends, proposed to them that they 
should join him in a cruise of a few days upon the 
briny deep, he knew not exactly whither. Prince David, 
he said, would remain at home and attend to the part- 
nership business. For these Princes fraternized like 
Juno's swans. These friends were not industriously 
selected, but he took them as he met them, because his 
generosity 

"Falleth, like the gentle rain from heaven, 
Upon the place beneath." 

Unlike the wind, "blowing where it listeth." 

These friends, although having their idiosyncrasies, 
and educated in various and differing pursuits in life, 
were harmonious and sympathetic in all their personal 
relations ; and their multifarious cast of mind, by na- 
ture and education, like the ingredients of a good punch, 
made their company very captivating and exhilarating. 
The Peinoe himself had numerous virtues, for which 



lie had received that honorable and crowning appel- 
lation. 

Metamora was a son of the Forrest, and could by 
his war-whoop arouse the latent life, and hy his wit 
and humor stir the poetry of human nature. He could 
tell a story, relate a good anecdote, and turn to fun any 
wprd or event that could furnish the most evanescent 
scintillation of drollery, and whei'e the twinkle of his 
eye lighted, dullness fled. 

Polyphemus was a retired merchant, who had, like 
old Ulysses, seen the manners and cities of various 
peoples. He had ransacked both the land and the sea, 
and travelled from the Bowery to the Straits of Babel- 
mandeb, had snuffed the mummy-dust of Egyptian caves, 
fought a Bengal tiger, and turned a pirouette on the 
peak of a floating iceberg. He Avas uncommonly amia- 
ble, loved mirth, and was ardently attached to his 
friends. He was never in haste to put his right foot 
before the left, and he let his tongue cleave to the roof 
of his mouth. His easy, indolent virtues found a wel- 
come home on the easy, quiet Wave, where Time held 
court for his tales. He was fond of fried porgies, and 
a reputed descendant of the Austin Friars. 

Of Doif EiCAEDO we know less than of any other 
of the party, because he said little about himself, and 
he seldom heard others speak of the subject. If his 



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friends entertained any peculiar views, they never im- 
parted them to him ; but if he had any errors, they came 
by nature, for whicli he was not morally responsible. 
He enjoyed the voyage intensely, and, if silence be an 
index, none enjoyed it more. He was a good listener, 
but his music, like that of the spheres, could not be 
heard. And if, like Falstaff, wit in him did not mount 
high, he was the cause of it in others. Too much 
sunshine would be intolerable. Stat nominis umhra. 

The Governor — three cheers for the Governor. The 
Governor was a jolly, portly man, trump and trumpeter. 
He was, as Shakspeare describes him, ''of a cheerful 
look, a pleasing eye, and a most noble carriage. If 
that man should be lewdl}^ given, Harry, he deceiveth 
me, for I see virtue in his looks. Banish Peto, banish 
Bardolph, banish Poins, but as to the good, virtuous, 
honest Governor — banish him, banish all the world."' 
He was called Governor, because he had not been Gov- 
ernor of Rhode Island, and because he exercised des- 
potic power by his potential, full, and good heart, gen- 
eral intelligence, and strong common sense. He had 
various accomplishments, from the judgment of a good 
drink to a game at cards. His violent encounters with 
Morpheus, however, caused such a din of victory, that 
a sleeping Pip Van Winkle might have been wakened 



from Ms slumbers. He was welcomed as our foster- 
father. 

The Major had been in the army, and had won 
fame and victory in tights against the rebel enemies 
of his country. He was fond of fun and uncommonly 
lively. His Shakspearian forehead betokened talents of 
a high order. While he was keen and powerful in 
metaphysics and ratiocination, he also won laurels on 
festive occasions, and victories at the Olympic games 
recently introduced upon the yacht. He was a bond 
of union. If we believed in the transmigration of 
souls, we should say, that after death the Major would 
become a cricket. 

Mus^us was one of the chiefs of the party — the 
Fidus Achates of the Prince, prime minister and cabinet 
counselor. Without him the company would have 
been incomplete. His personal characteristics are well 
known, and he could not have reached that elevated 
position and won the affections of the Prince without 
eminent virtues, although it was said that he was a 
mason. 

OcciDENTUS was from the Western States, and of 
urbane and relined manner. He seemed to be of a 
quiet, contemplative humor, without the show of any 
thing oracular. He said little, but it was sensible and 
to the point ; but all things on the voyage seemed to 



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furnish beauty to his eye and music to his ear, and 
he enjoyed accordingly. From necessity, curt is the 
description of him. 

Peregrinus we captured on the voyage, a prize 
to tlie yacht. He was tlie particular friend of the 
Major, but proved himself a most excellent fellow, 
and an intelligent and useful compagnon de voyage^ 
having sounded all the depths and shoals of Long 
Island Sound and Narraganset Bay, and knowing where 
to lind fresh water. He was a native of the neighbor- 
hood, where his ancestors had built great barns. 

The Prince addressed these merry fellows as follows : 
''Boys," said he — he called them boys, because they 
were all young, though some were gray and some 
were bald — "boys, I want you to cruise with me 
for a few days on my yacht The Wave.^'' No more 
words were necessary, as the boys greedily accepted 
the invitation, and joy sparkled in their eyes. "But," 
he continued, " I do not propose to go in great state, 
nor like another Columbus ; nor must you expect that, 
like the ancient Jason, I am about to voyage in another 
Argo to gather the golden fleece ; neither indulge the 
fancy that I am about to sail, like Cleopatra to meet 
her lover, in a 'golden barge beggaring description, 
and with kissing breezes lovesick ;' but, boys, in plain 
parlance, we are going to enjoy ourselves and have 



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a lively time, and ma}^ the Lord of the winds and 
the waves prosper us. Meet me at five o'clock this 
evening, August 24, a. d. 1866, on board the steamboat 
City of Neio YorJi^ bound to New London, where we 
shall meet the yacht — state-rooms are engaged." So 
they all did as the Prince directed, and embarked for 
the haven where they would be. Be it known, that a 
gentleman by the name of Jewett was the captain of 
that boat, and he was the 'beau-ideal of a steamboat 
captain — of a rare, subdued, and refined manner, affa- 
ble and courteous, without the slightest suspicion of 
rudeness or coarseness, and with none of that common, 
harum-scarum dash so often found among men of his 
vocation. We were delighted with him, and hailed 
him as an accomplished gentleman of the olden time. 
We had much of his society. He visited the yacht, 
and on the morning of our arrival at New London, 
entertained us with a breakfast on his own boat, and 
joined us on the trip to Stonington. It is proper to 
mention the steward of the same boat, Mr. Mapes, 
who was an adept professor in the art of making us 
comfortable — a ready and energetic aide de hatean. 
AYe found the yacht at dock, fully equipped and pro- 
visioned, with her water-tanks full, and steam read3\ 
Palinurus bounced about from poop to bow, like a 



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decapitated cock, Ibiit appeared nevertheless fully aliye 
to the responsibility of his commanding position. 

The Prince shook his imperial curls and gave the 
nod ; then there was a ring and a shriek, and the 
gallant vessel darted down the bay with youth at the 
helm and pleasure at the prow, bound for the Pequot 
Hotel, at the entrance of the harbor. 

We came up to the wharf under a salute from the 
Yacht Squadron, hailing us with all the honors. Making 
fast, we disembarked, for the purpose of reconnoitering 
and taking observations. We found at the house the 
usual summer society, suffering from indolence, and 
struggling to be happy — expecting breakfast, and after 
breakfast expecting dinner, and after dinner sleep, to 
escape "the leafless desert of the mind, the waste of 
feelings unemployed." Our visit was short ; but we 
captured a Romeo-looking young gentleman, who doffed 
his parlor costume for a sea suit, and we took him 
with us to Stonington, whither we were bound. Here, 
also, we found Triptolemus, the Majors brother. He 
had been decoyed by the sirens of the coast, and was 
glad to escape for a while. He hailed us as deliverers, 
and we took him aboard. 

The day was cool and beautiful. Old Neptune and 
^olus had signed a treaty, and their empire was peace. 
Our time was passed chiefl}^ upon the deck, except at 



intervals, when it was necessary to go below to quench 
the extraordinary sea-thirst, which tantalizes voyagers 
in those strange waters. The Major was always on the 
look-out for the unmistakahle signs of the impending 
epidemic, and gave warning always by three knocks 
with the brass hasp of the cover of the companion- 
way. The Major was lynx-eyed, and caught the signs 
oftener than any of the others. After these Bacchanalian 
and most refreshing episodes in our poetic path, we 
again ascended to the deck — some to enjoy the scene of 
Nature, and others to read the literature which Musseus 
had wisely provided. His selection suited the occa- 
sion — we had the ''Codhsh Recorder," "Neptune's 
Trident," and ''The Jilted Mermaid, a Tale of the Sea," 
&c., &c., &c. 

Romeo was not wholly supernumerary, because he 
furnished us some fun. On the forward deck, and raised 
about two feet above it, was an iron cylinder, about 
eighteen inches long, with a diameter of three ; this was 
inclined at an angle of forty degrees, and rested, appa- 
rently, on two upright pistons ; — the cylinder served as a 
socket for a handspike, which formed a pump-handle. 
The Prince, Don Ricardo, Metamora, and Romeo were 
standing near it. Don remarked that tlie gun was very 
small. Metamora, with an ambiguous twinkle of his 
left eye, cried out, "Don't touch the trigger!" when 



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Romeo recoiled with fear, inquiring, "Is that youv 
gun? How do you fire itf Metamora undertook an 
immediate explanation, and, delicately manipulating the 
little instrument, showed conclusively to Romeo that 
it was loaded at the breech, and fired by a patent spring 
lever movement. The explanation was so satisfactory, 
that we all simultaneously wheeled about, in order to 
retain our own fire. The gun was afterwards known 
only as "The DatoUon Gun." 




Our vessel made quick time, and we soon reached 
Stonington, made fast to dock, disembarked, and jour- 
neyed toward the tavern with some jaw-breaking Indian 
name, found some acquaintances undergoing the usual 
hotel- struggle against the despotism of dullness ; but pity 
waked our souls, and the Prince, with his princely 



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impulses, evoked tile landlord, and soon oiir goblets 
foamed with wine. The arrival of our craft was an 
event which relieved the dull monotony of the town. 

According to custom, we captured another not un- 
willing prisoner, in one John Tucker, ci-devant Assist- 
ant Secretary of War ; he dined with us, but left us on 
our return to New London, which we reached the same 
afternoon. Here we lost the company of Romeo and 
Triptolemus. 

The limits of our narrative, and the time of our 
narrator, we regret, do not permit the record of all the 
interesting sights, haps, wise sayings, humorous obser- 
vations, and flashing jokes which enlivened our journey. 

We had a spare hour to survey the ancient town of 
New London, with its fine mansions and elegant and 
costly churches — to visit the graveyards on the hills, 
and, by reading tombstones, to learn the rate of lon- 
gevity. Evening came, and up rose the moon, silvering 
the rippling waters, whilst Endymion slept upon the 
hills. All around us was beautiful, balmy, blissful. 
We drank deep, not of wine nor waters, but of har- 
mony and happiness. We retired early and slept well. 
The yacht had ample and comfortable accommodations, 
with every convenience and luxury. 

We rose betimes the next morning— the day being 
lovely and refreshing. Jake, our competent and inde- 



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fatigaHe steward, providing a sumptuous breakfast, to 
which appetite gave additional zest. It was Sunday — 

•' Sweet day, so calm, so bright 
The bridal of the earth and sky." 

Before we weighed anchor, Peregrinus appeared upon 
the wharf. He was introduced to the Prince by the 
Major, accepted the invitation to join the party, and he 
was received into the fraternity, who found him an en- 
gaging and useful companion. 

We start for Newport, the weather being most favora- 
ble ; passed Watch Hill, Stonington, Mystic, and other 
towns, the Governor pointing out the region whence come 
the celebrated fat Rhode Island turkeys ; and with a 
smack of his lips, promising each of us, in due season, 
not only a fat hen, but a green goose— the promise will 
not be forgotten — we reached Newport late in the after- 
noon, came to anchor off the town, and were greeted by a 
salute from the Yacht Squadron. Several United States 
vessels of war were there also at anchor ; lowered boat, 
and we. all reached the dock ; walked to the Ocean House 
tavern and ordered dinner. Previous to which, how- 
ever, we took coaches and drove about the town, visiting 
and examining some extensive and costly cottages and 
villas, more emblematic of ostentatious wealth than ex- 
pressive of ease and comfort. Some of us had not seen 



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the town in the last twenty-five years, and to them it was 
a curiosity. 

Here is room for a little moral philosophy, and a com- 
mentary on the art of life, but we must defer it to a more 
convenient season. 

On our return from the drive, the coachmen were paid 
and dismissed. They never charge much here for any 
thing. Dinner was announced, and we, of the exact 
number of the Muses, sat at dinner in a private room. 
The dinner was good, and we were well served, though 
informed that the hotel could not furnish a fish-knife. 

Here is the Bill of Fare : — 

First Turtle Soup. 

Second. Spanish Mackerel. 

Third. Filet with Mushrooms ; Chicken Croquettes. 

Fourth. Broiled Chicken, and Fricandeau de Veau aux petits pois. 

Fifth. Green Goose. 

Sixth. Chicken Mayonnaise and Lobsters. 

Seventh. Plum Pudding, and divers other niceties. 

Sherry, claret, and champagne served us for drink. 
The festivities were continued until about ten o'clock. 
Metamora having disappeared, search was made, and he 
was found among the ladies. We then hastened to the 
shore, gave signal, took boat, and reached the yacht, 
lying at anchor. Went aboard, and went to sleep. Up 
betimes, and had a good breakfast. Then, to our great 
sorrow, the Governor forsook us for a season, but prom- 



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ising to return and join us before leaving Narraganset 
Bay. We determined to proceed up tlie bay to Bristol, 
but Palinurus, our captain, tells us tliat there is not 
water enough to supply the engine ; that water is scarce 
at Newport, and the price exorbitant. What is to be 
done ? 

Water, water everywhere. 
And eve ly hand did toil ; 
Water, water everywhere, 
But water none to boil. 

But some was purchased, and some was begged ; and 
finally acquiring a quantum sitff. to carry us to Bristol, 
we at last got under way. The sea was in repose, and 
the weather charming. We were all joyful. We reached 
Bristol, and, according to former practice, explored the 
town. It was ancient and finished. The elm-trees were 
large and old, and so were the door-knockers. A solemn 
stillness prevailed, broken occasionally by the splash of 
a wave or the whistle of a school-boy. But there was 
no water, so we bought a boiled lobster and departed. 
Retracing our course for a few miles, and doubling a 
promontory, we turned our course toward the eastern 
arm of the bay, and shortly arrived at Fall River, a 
thriving, enterprising town, with abundant evidences of 
mechanical activity and of prosperity. We inspected the 
Cyclopian Iron Works, where Yulcan forges his thunder- 
bolts, and the immense factories where Venus paints her 



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calico drapery. It was very interesting. Thus, having 
improved our minds, and filled our tanks, for we fortu- 
nately found water here, we whistled, and started for a 
new creation, known as Rocky Point — a terra incognita 
to most people. About two years ago, an enterprising 
gentleman of wealth, appreciating the natural beauties of 
this spot, erected here his residence and a palatial hotel, 
spending large sums of money in beautifying and devel- 
oping the capabilities of the place. We found here not 
only the permanent society of the hotel, but crowds of 
both sexes, who had come on excursions from the neigh- 
boring towns and cities. 

Large and separate dining-halls, billiard -rooms, ten- 
pin alleys, shooting-galleries, swings, and flying-horses ; a 
high tower, and arbors and paths through devious groves 
of beauty. It surpassed in interest all other places ; and 
surely there is nothing comparable with it in any city 
of the United States. 

While enjoying the music of a fine band, and wait- 
ing for the return of the Governor, having informed 
him by telegraph of our whereabouts, the Prince 
invited some ladies on board. The scene was charm- 
ing ; smiles and champagne sparkled around. Having 
put out from shore to meet the Governor, the Prince 
discovered him on the steamboat from Providence. 
He was welcomed with shouts and the waving of 



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handkercliiefs. Having again proceeded to tlie dock, 
and received him with all deserving honors, we departed 
from the merry place with the farewell congratulations 
of ladies' hearts and eyes. The Major looked like an 
empty champagne bottle. Metamora gave his familiar 
Indian whoop, and Polyphemus grinned all over like 
a baked pig. 

We returned to Newport, and came to anchor. 
Went ashore for a while, but soon returned. Metamora, 
temporary cockswain of the yawl, mistook our yacht, 
with its lighted bulls' eyes, for a man-of-war, and, 
while searching in the dark, was putting out to sea. 
Question : Do yachts always appear so in the dark ? 

After a literary and scientific entertainment, pro- 
longed to a reasonable hour, we went to bed. Up as 
usual betimes in the morning. It was now Tuesday, 
with wind from the southeast, and inauspicious clouds 
in the same direction, without sunshine. The Governor 
wanted us to go to Providence, promising a clam-bake 
and various other entertainments, but the Prince looked 
dubious. . He muttered something about Point Judith, 
and rolling seas, and the oft-recurring three days' 
storms. A council was held. Three knocks with the 
brass hasp of the Major mustered all hands into the 
cabin, and, after full discussion of the momentous 
question, and copious libations in honor of the ancient 



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gods who governed the weather, it was resolved that 
Point Judith be passed with all convenient speed. 

A shriek, and we were off. Our return was more 
quiet even than "before. Judith was very calm and 
pleasant, and we saluted her in bumpers ; and we 
gave gracious salutations to all the other interesting 
objects which we passed, until dinner-time. It was 
our last dinner, and steward Jake and Africanus the 
cook made extraordinary efforts for the great occasion. 
The dinners all had been of surpassing excellence, 
with good wines in bounteous profusion, but this was 
to be superior to the past. 

Africanus had prepared a banquet fit for the gods. 
Ambrosial meats and nectared wines in Bacchanalian 
draughts, might have excited the envy of Jove himself. 
Upon the removal of the dishes, Metamora rose, and, in 
his usual happy manner, addressed the company with 
brilliant rhetoric. This had been the happiest period of 
his life — excepting, of course, his wedding-day. It 
seemed as if all the old heathen gods had resumed their 
scepters to aid and grace the occasion. Bright Sol shone 
out with redoubled splendor, gilding the green-clad hills. 
Grim-visaged IS'eptune had smoothed his wrinkled front 
and lulled the waves ; rude Boreas had ceased to blow, 
and even cloud-compelling Jove had scattered the clouds 
which might have obscured the fair face of smiling 



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heaven. And on this noble vessel, laden with gallantry, 
and not much beauty, joys were spread like roses. 
With one consent, we render tribute to Prince John, and, 
fancying that Bacchus is presiding, we say — 

Hail, bouncing boj, 

No cups can cloy, 
Thy time recks not a morrow; 

So day by day 

We'll homage pay, 
And drown with drink all sorrow. 

Tliy laughing eye 

Can tears defy, 
And scatter fear and folly: 

Life's but a span, 

And quickly ran, 
Then let us all be jolly. 

We'll laugh and sing. 

The hours we'll fling. 
Though ocean roar around us; 

We'll pleasure sup, 

And drain the cup, 
Wherever fate hath bound us. 

Then here's a health to our Prince John — 
Fill up the glasses ; fill yours, Don. 

And damn what others deem us. 
Come, Major, wake up Governor ! 

Drink all! drink. Polypiiemus ! 

And we drank ; whereupon there was a grand chorus 
of shouts, clinking cannikins, and singing mermaids, and 



certain gulls Hew madly from tlie rocks to learu the mat- 
ter of the clatter. The Prince, with the star of good- 
nature glittering on his brow, fairer than the fairest star 
in heaven, acknowledged gracefully the compliment in 
a neat and brief speech. 

"Once more,'' cried Polyphemus: 

"For we're the boys who fear no noise. 

Nor the rolhng ocean's roar, 
> And whilst we think we still can drink, 

Aud drinking, call for more." 

''Go on, Polyphemns," cried the Major. ''Boys, 
this is not the time for rigmarole speeches, but — 

" I'll sing you a song, 
Which is not very long. 

Or I'U teU you a longer story — '' 

"None of your stories, Polly," cried Metamora. 
"Let me say something," said Pol. 

''I've rambled over land and sea, 

Have trodden mead and mountain; 
Have whispered with the bond and free, 
Have knelt at fane and fountain. 

"In calm and tempest, cold and heat 
The flyiag hours I've squandered ; 
By night and day, with lingering feet. 
In various climes I've wandered. 



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" I've nibbled every new-born bliss, 
Have reveled without measure, 
Have stolen maid and matron's kiss, 
And tasted every pleasure. 

"Yet, whilst old Time, with hasty wings, 
Would bury recollection, 
The pleasure of the past still clings 
With life and warm affection. 

"So with those joys that now I feel, 

The friends I see beside me. 
Stamped on my heart witli memory's seal, 
No time shall e'er efface or steal, 

Whatever fate betide me." 

The Governor had been silent for a while, but his 
tongue broke loose, and, after expressing, with much 
feeling, the happiness he had felt, he declared that some- 
thing should be said for Old IS^eptune, who had treated 
us so well. He proposed his health, with — 

"Eest, old ruffian, in thy slumbers, 

Snoring in thy deep-down caves: 
Here's to thee in billowy bumpers, 
Fearful monarch of the waves. 

"Stir not till we draw near home. 
Roaming on the moonlit deep, 
Though we love thy lively foam, 

More beautiful thou art in sleep. 

" I'reat us well when wide awake — 

Tliere is nothing wrong between us. 
When another cruise we make, 
Let us see imperial Venus." 



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' ' Hurrali for tlie Governor ! Three cheers for Old 
IS'eptune!'' 

The Major then rose and said, that the Governor's 
allusion to the beautiful goddess had suggested to him 
the duty of a toast to her. He could not give much 
of a song, but he would try. 

" I met her on the beach, as from the sea she rose. 
G-arlanded vrith sea-weed, without her bathmg-clothes. 

She smiled and winked — " 

"Hold I" cried Occidentus : '^Xo more of that; it is 
disrespectful to Yenus." 

"I'll tr}" and do a little better," responded the Major. 
"But the drink first." 

" Goddess of imraortal birth. 
Begotten of the sea and eartli, 
Queen of Beauty, 
Queen of Love, 
From out the sea arise again. 
To human eyes, 
XoT to tlie skies. 

•■ At ev'ry hour. 
Thy power. 
Upon thy tlii'one 
The nations own ; 
In homage bend, 
Thy feasts attend, 
And pass the goblet round, 
With nectar crowned. 
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" Rise with the dawn, 
And trip the lawn, 
Like dancing- fawn, 

With winning wiles, 
Seductive smiles, 
As thou wert born. 
With thy nymphs and graces. 
With their blushing faces, 
Not with scorn. 

"For night and day, 
Where'er we stray, 
We own thy sway. 

From the smart 

Of Cupid's dart 
Save us, we pray. 

''Great GToddess ! take us to thy keeping, 
Whether we're awake or sleeping. 
Whether dreaming, laughing, weeping, 

Thine forever I" ' 

"Here's toYemis!" cried all. 

"We'll drink that standing," said the Prince. So all 
rose and drank. 

"One toast more," ejaculated Occidentus, "and the 
last shall be first — Our absent friend Prince David," 
which was received with hearty cheers, and drunk in 
bumpers. 

Don Ricardo would have liked to have said some- 
thing. He had appeared dull all day. The reason was 
soon discovered — the malt liquor had given out — 



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" For he could eat but little meat. 
His stomach was not good." 

We reached New London early in the evening, saluted 
Captain Jewett, engaged our state-rooms, and disem- 
barked from the yacht with our baggage-train, which 
was transferred to the steamboat City of Neio Torlc. 

Here Metamora gave a leap, a hop, and a whoop, and 
left us to visit some friendly Indian tribes on the White 
Mountains. We reached home on Wednesday morning, 
August 29th, A. D. 1866, healthy, hearty, and happy. 

" Haec olim meminisse juvabit." 

Postscript. — Metamora shortly afterward arrived from 
the White Mountains, Hushed with victory and effer- 
vescing with exuberant health. He called the party 
together, and entertained them with a banquet, enlivened 
with all that wit and heart could furnish, at the elegant 
wigwam of the Manhattans. The festivity was graced 
by the corporeal presence of him of the frosty Caucasus 
and tliat son of Mars, the hero of Rocky Point, who 
added greatly to the merriment, ever to be remembered. 



